No More Poem by Kirstie Duekett

I can't stand this anymore,
Inside I'm really sore.

I want it to all go away,
I want to tell myself to get over it and to obey.

I really do want a purpose too,
But I will never live upto it I don't think it's true.

I am loosing all control,
I have lost everything even my soul.

It doesn't matter what I do,
I always end up disappointing you.

I have lost all my pride,
I can't make anyone satisfied.

I practise my suicide note,
But you will all think I'm out for attention I vote.

Nothing inside is real,
But you all think it's no big deal.

I wonder what is to come,
But on the other hand I really am done.

No one else is there,
But in public it really kills when you all stare.

I have left more marks,
Last night when it became dark.

I am so ashamed of the scars,
I could just pack up and leave for Mars.